It Honestly Made Me So Unreasonably Excited When I Saw She Came Out. To See That Representation In Someone

I feel like when I say ‘relatable’ what I really mean is ‘resonant.’ I don’t want characters who I feel are like me, I want characters who have emotions so strong I can feel them through the page.

I think it needs to become common knowledge that "inability to read social cues" can show up as overcompensating.

You don't know how much misbehaviour is allowed, so you become the perfect child who never tests rules.

You don't know if someone is irritated with you, so you'll be extra generous and self-effacing.

You don't know how much is expected of you at work so you'll kill yourself in a minimum-wage job and not notice that nobody else is working like this.

"Hardworking and quiet" should be as much of an autism red flag as "ignores rules and doesn't know when to stop talking". Or why don't we just start using words to communicate so i can stop tracking everybody's eyebrow twitches, that would be great.

this is so mean but sometimes i see published writing and suddenly no longer feel insecure about my own writing ability. like well okay that got published so im guessing i dont have much to worry about

so in the wake of this Twilight Renaissance Era I would like us all to pay tribute to the original twihards that never let us forget.

Our love will sparkle for all time

I'm AB positive you will be mine

Drinking your hemoglobin may be a crime

But our love will sparkle for all time

Aggressive Elder: Kids these days have no common sense! This generation has no critical thinking skills!

Me(19 and suffering from cognitive dysfunctions such as heavy brain fog, delayed reactions, memory issues, etc.):

Yes.

so embarrassing to get obsessed with your own oc but it doesn't fuel you creatively or motivate you at all you just sort of sit there. like yeah I've been thinking a lot about blorbo from my mind. no images of them exist in the world and they have maybe 3 personality traits so far. I would rather die than attempt to write about them. I've spent the last 48 hours rotating them in my brain though

yeah

I ran over a turtle once.

Now,

I think it may be some form of karma

that I am that turtle

stalled in my journey after I'd only just begun

never knowing what lies in wait across the road.

Life is a highway,

and I am merely the roadkill smeared upon it.

Me: *on tumblr, minding my business*

My next chapter, sitting unfinished: